That Merry Go Round
Well here I am again. My life is literally hanging on by a thread. I read and read but for some reason I can't get it through my thick skull that me and alcohol don't belong together. It's a breakup that has to happen before I lose everything. My best friend the bottle has left me high and dry and only I have to deal with the concequence. That B****.
Yet I'm scared. I'm afraid off missing what I know so well. I'm scared of not being able to fit in a real world. Scared of the unknown I guess. It brings me to tears thinking off all I've given up for a drink and here I am now. Crying like a baby over my own choices.
I called off work today. After yet another meaningless 1 person party last night. My boss is probably upset. I was needed today. I feel like crap about it.
Someone please give me the wisdom to get my stuff in order. Time and excuses are running out and I'm on my last leg.